Water makes me happy
Hearing frogs croaking, water whooshing
It feels like ice, swirling and clear
Slipping over my feet as I step into the stream.
Tastes like fresh air, dirt and rocks
Listening to the fast flowing water
Everyone’s playing happily.

Picnicking on the flat rock
I eat my sandwich and fruit
Picking up our sticks we climb higher, tools in hand
Each of us carving our spears, ready to make a catch.

Gathering together we make a plan
Under rocks and in holes we search for life
Lifting and moving things in our way
Looking for our prize...the
Yabbies! Hooray!